Chapter 26: Hardships

My wild actions seemed to affect Jin Yulian; she, too, appeared moved and quietly cooperated with me. Yet, as a mature woman, reason swiftly prevailed over impulse, and she stopped my reckless groping.

In a low voice, Jin Yulian said, "Don’t be so impatient. I came to see you tonight, so I won’t refuse you, but like this you’ll catch a cold."

With that, she gently pushed my arm away and reached for her belongings...

At first, I thought my son’s rebellious behavior—defying family rules for a friend—was astonishing. Now, cold sweat covered me.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly. The broodmare—only if ‘benefit is seen in the presence of the lord’ and at the moment of ‘leaping into the abyss,’ and with the taming of the dragon, could all merit be fulfilled.

Lu Zheng sensed Lei Ying’s body suddenly grow rigid, knowing the tribulation had arrived, yet he could not perceive what it was.

Chen Xian felt as if darkness enveloped him, but it was not confusion—it was pursuit.

Each month, he would go out for a stroll, bring back something and store it in his pouch, accumulating over time.

Lin Xuan ended the call, wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, and revealed a weary smile.

Thus, at this meeting, Chen Dong received congratulations, but what he gave back most was gratitude.

He was unlike ordinary cultivators; time for him was nearly limitless. He could wait until all preparations were complete before undertaking anything effective. Otherwise, all the accumulation of this lifetime would be wasted, failing to truly benefit himself—which would be truly regrettable.

For dinner, Ivy prepared stir-fried sweet potatoes with chicken, stewed bamboo shoots with chicken, braised sharp-toothed beast meat, and steamed large buns.

Ji Xiangdong drank some wine, exerted himself ruthlessly with Ai Qiaozhi, showing no tenderness, completely disregarding her feelings.

At that moment, the Nether Emperor’s spirit wavered; such determined eyes reminded him somewhat of Ye Chen in those days.

Su Yu did not know what Su Jinxi intended, but she was certain of one thing: Su Jinxi would never harm him.

Indeed, it was a video meeting with those NBA big shots; the reporters’ instincts were impressively sharp.

Because the autumn sea winds headed straight for that isolated island, it meant He Houyi and her companions were likely to end up stranded there.

"They’re being resuscitated inside," Ye Feng cried, pointing to the brightly lit emergency room. Startled by Zhang Yang, his tears flowed even more.

A nameless rage rose in Zhao Tiezhu’s heart as he rolled his shoulders, clearly ready for a fierce fight.

Staring at the many phone numbers on the screen for a long time, Zhang Yang still couldn’t bring himself to press the call button. He knew that no matter who he called, he’d be met with questions and pleas, and if he softened and agreed to anything, it would be troublesome. He’d rather hide for a while.

"Just tell me where the person is! If you’re late and they die, you’ll have to figure it out yourself!" Zhang Yang didn’t want to say such harsh words, but this was a critical moment and he couldn’t waste time on Ye Feng.

The assembly of tens of thousands had devolved into utter chaos; curses, screams, and cries echoed endlessly in my ears.

Strangely, there was no sign of Tianqian or Tiansha. After their battle with the Moon and Sun, they seemed to have vanished from the world, leaving their successors to fight fiercely without them.

"Ice Enchantment!" After dodging repeatedly, he summoned the "Holy Sword of Frost," his left hand gently stroking the blade as intense cold swirled around it.

Before the surging, divine pool, An Zhiya’s heart sank. She steeled herself and stepped inside.

But whenever Xia Yinian was present, their discussions were mostly about alchemy and medicine.

The head instructor opened his eyes, coughed awkwardly to clear his throat, and seemed to ponder how to address the youth.